Drudgery

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It has come to my attention that because of their other duties outside of the home, I will be on my own when it comes to all aspects of this house.
That is a way to lose weight, huh?
Laundry is just the tip of the iceberg I guess. Everything that used to get done as a help to me, has not been done in awhile.

Hadn't I noticed?

Well, Yes. Yes I did. But I figured you would get to the dust bunnies and cobwebs when you thought about it.
Guess not now.

I have come full circle, my friends. I am sicker then I have ever been AND I have more things that I have to do. Isn't the economy grand?

Now, he is not the mean bitchy husband that comes home and asks *what have you done all day?* He knows that there will be days when I did nothing but dusted this chair I am sitting in. He is perplexed as to why I have been falling asleep before he gets home and when he is home, I can barely keep my eyes open past 9pm. Unless I took a four hour nap in the afternoon.
But then there are days I cannot take a nap because one adult child needs a ride to and fro.
It is cause of all the fucking work I have to do. Housework is bullshit. And when you have animals and other residents that do not give a fuck about you..it is even worse.
 And you see, I am a bad mother. It is my fault that I did not force them to do chores when they were little. It is my fault that they do not know how to clean now. That is their diatribe. Did I teach them that it is cool to leave empty cans all over the place..every single night? I do not think that was in the Dr. Spock book.

This is me bitching and it is not PMS. This is me coming to the realization that I have to really do everything. He is working two jobs and he feels he shouldn't even have to help with even reaching for stuff. I should figure it out.

So I am a little bitch tired, sore, bitchy and depressed. Wait till the snow comes! That is gonna be my job too.
Yay!